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[freudenmadlein]

Though I spent the last couple of entries mad at el boyfriend, he and I have since made up and resolved the source of our problems: miscommunication, per usual. And, nothing like a little illness to bond over! I'm happily nursing something that I hope is the flu and not the brain tumor I suspect it to be. Saturday night, Nath came over with roses (!!! sometimes, he gets things right) only to find me passed out on my futon watching Shopgirl...as the paint fumes from my shed increased the sense of nausea, he took me back to his apartment, where minutes later, I violently threw up in his bathroom. Downed some Pepto Bismol tablets which I remembered liking as a kid when I'd throw up a lot, thought I'd be much better, but no! Vomited again half an hour later... Thought that by now, there would be nothing left in my stomach, so I had some tea, felt kind of woozy and...hooray! another trip to the toilet confirmed that yes, even at 19 dry heaving comes as quite a shocker. Nathan went to the store to get some Perrier for me while I cozied up in front of his fireplace. Then I had some Perrier and it was bubbly and pleasant, and hey! There I am in the bathroom again...which was quite the surprise since all I had had in the time since my last bathroom visit was WATER. So that was Saturday night, where I couldn't even drink water. Then Sunday morning I woke up all cold and hot, a clear indication that I had a fever of course, but I didn't think about that...so I was very happy that at last I could have water without puking (always a good thing), but kept passing out on my way to and from the bathroom. At some point in the morning, Bernhard Schwarz from McGill University called to tell me that I'm admitted to the graduate program with five-year funding (!!!), which might have been a dream except that he also sent me an e-mail and I still have his number saved in my phone. Somehow, my excitement about that placed an override on my feverish state of delusion and I managed to hold a conversation with Professor Schwarz, who was very pleasant and nice. When I got off the phone, I thought I'd be all right for the rest of the day, but then I tried walking back into Nathan's room and collapsed at his door where I had dreams about who my faculty advisor at McGill would be while kicking Nathan's door and nuzzling against his 17" PowerBook. Sometime later, I woke up again and decided that perhaps what would help me sleep peacefully (instead of having these crazy dreams where I'm cold all the time) would be to have some NyQuil. So I did that and eventually did fall asleep, but woke up shortly thereafter in a weird restless daze. Nathan woke up finally and decided to take my temperature, when we discovered that I had been running a fever of 103.3 (it was probably higher earlier that day). So there was more sleeping, then a trip to Whole Foods where I fell down and had to go back to wait in the car. Nathan made me couscous and then I fell asleep again. When I woke up this morning, my fever had broken (or so I thought), so I went to take a shower and whoa! could not stand up without intense head pain (like jolts of anger from the gods or something). But I had an appointment at the language lab at 10 and Laura hadn't called me back so I thought that I had to had to go in. Nathan drove me to the lab so that I could call the appointments off; the first one I caught in time and she was very nice about it; the second was not nice at all, I missed the mom and there was no way to reach her and the dad was being a jerk making me feel all bad; I called Jenna and she totally saved my life and said should could come in for the 10:30! Which makes Jenna my new favorite person I have never met in person! So we went home and I slept more and slept more and slept more because I couldn't stand to stand up (pun partially intended). Oh I forgot to mention that before I left in the morning I took my temperature and, yes, my fever had broken but I now had a temp of 94.4 (???).

I finally woke up at around 4 today, had some lentil soup because I was so so hungry (hadn't eaten since the vomiting episode of Saturday night) and went with Nathan to get coffee and juices (guess who got what...). Still hurts to stand up, but I hope I'll be ok by tomorrow because I have a dumb Phonology quiz that I can't make up and getting to school will involve rain and many buses.

Emma, out.